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Now, as good fortune would have it, Parson Drumbleforth happened to be in our house at the very moment of the arrival of Jack's letter, and knowing that the latter would not fail to send news to his father, I asked the messenger if he had no communication for the Vicar of Darrington.
"Yea, troth have I," he answered, touching his pouch significantly, "and here it is in my satchel. God send it be not out of my track, for me and my horse are tired enow, having ridden I know not how many miles this day, and being bound for the Castle at Pontefract with despatches for Colonel Lowther."